Page 75 of Finding Redemption

“You better believe it. His body is so hard and his lips…” They scoot closer. “Soft as a feather. I couldn’t imagine those things anywhere else on my body.”

“Where have they been?” Maisyn asks, and Latifa elbows her.

“What she said.” She inclines her head at Maisyn.

“A few places, but I wouldn’t be opposed to them visiting the south.” I wink, and we burst into laughter.

“Why is there a plastic hammer on the table?” Maysin cocks her brow. Shit!

“The Hammer of Justice?” I raise my shoulders, allowing them to fall freely.

“What’s a hammer?” Latifa’s eyes are round as saucers.

“He has a hammer?” Maisyn gasps.

“Yes, but this is used so we won’t argue.”

“Honey, if he gives you his hammer, I doubt you’d be arguing.”

We squeal with laughter until there’s a sound at the door. Walker sticks his head in the door. “Ladies?” He looks to each of us. “Are we okay in here?”

Latifa’s biting her lip, looking like she’s mentally undressing the man, which clearly bothers me. And Maisyn’s checking him out from head to toe.

“We are. We’re ready to get to work. Right, ladies?” My face must be blood red because my cheeks are burning.

“Unless,” Latifa glances at me, “you wanna work with Reese?”

Oh, my fucking God. I want to melt under the desk.

Maisyn jumps from her seat. “I need to… ummm, yeah, answer the phone.”

“I’ll help.” Latifa runs out the door behind Maisyn.

Walker blocks my path as I try to follow them, angling his body into mine. “What was that all about, Reese?”

“I—I’m not sure,” I lie, poorly.

“Were you talking about me?” His breath sweeps across my ear as he leans in.

“Uh huh.”

“What were you saying?” he growls, and my panties melt.

“Kissing. We said things about kissing,” I breathe, unable to regain control of my good senses.

“You told them we kissed? You shouldn’t tell people we work with things like that, especially since you may not want me to do it again.” His nose runs along my jaw.

“I wasn’t, exactly. Besides, you don’t control me,” I mumble, trying to make a stance.

“Oh, baby, let’s be clear. The only thing I want to control on you would be your orgasms,” he grunts as if he’s in pain.

“Yeah, sounds good. So good.” My head spins as his heady scent invades me.

“Well, then. I think we need to do something about that.” He backs me into the wall with no protest from me. “I’m gonna kiss you, Reese. The way a woman like you should be kissed.”

There’s a glint of smoldering savagery beneath his eyes, and I’m lost as his lips take mine. He wraps his hand around my thigh, hiking it up his so he can leverage me to the wall. His chest rubs mine until my nipples begin to pebble.

His lips command every brush and nip he takes from me, giving me so much more in return. Our tongues collide in a dance, no longer warring. We give and take, together. When his tongue traces my bottom lip, I release a moan.